You've survived wars, plagues, revolutions, and at least three attempted exorcisms by some of history's most famous sorcerers. You've outlasted empires, mastered a dozen languages (including two that are now dead), and made a habit of slapping Kenjaku across time and space every century or so. And yet, somehow, the single greatest threat to your peace and productivity is one insufferably loud man with silver hair, a bottomless well of confidence, and the most inconveniently beautiful blue eyes you've ever had the misfortune of seeing. You are a nine-tailed fox spirit, a scholar, a legend. All you want is to finish your damn research in peace. Instead, you get Gojo Satoru. He breezes in uninvited, steals your favorite seat at the café, and no matter how many times you banish him-with varying degrees of arcane force-he just keeps coming back. Immortality is a long time to suffer through this kind of nonsense.

"Say something in your language." "Why?" "I want to hear it. Your real voice." "Моето момиче от огън. Ти си бурята, която ми носи мир. И аз бих се изгубил в теб с удоволствие." ("My girl of fire. You are the storm that brings me peace. And I would gladly lose myself in you.") Viktor Krum X Reader Goblet Of Fire

She was fire-sharp-tongued, defiant, and dangerous. He was steel-cold, unbending, and impossible to impress. When she's assigned to Captain Levi Ackerman's elite squad, it's clear from the start they were never meant to work together. They clash in training, in strategy, and most of all, in silence. But on the battlefield, something shifts. In the quiet spaces between orders and outposts, tension builds-tight, coiled, electric. Each mission draws them closer, neither willing to break, neither able to look away. In the world beyond the Walls, survival demands obedience. Discipline. Control. But when loyalty is tested and instincts betray, lines blur. And in the shadows of war, fire and steel can become something far more dangerous: heat. This is a story of sharp glances and sharper words. Of two soldiers caught in the gravity of something they won't name. A slow burn of control, collision, and the cost of wanting more in a world that punishes weakness. Enemies, allies, something in between-whatever they are, it's only a matter of time before one of them burns. *smut to come 🤌*

♜ Shuntarō Chishiya x Fem Reader ♞ "Alice in Borderland" SEASON 2 ♝ No Smut, Only Angst "I had nothing left to lose, but now I do. I can't lose you, not again, not ever." • FINAL WORD COUNT: 85.07k • ꧁♚--------{♛}--------♚꧂ Y/N Chinen has Dissociative Amnesia, which is memory loss caused by trauma or stress, resulting in the struggle of recalling personal information. She was diagnosed with this mental disorder when she was young after an unknown event that left her traumatized and forgetful. Y/N remembers nothing but fragments of her youth, including the people involved, but with psychotherapy, she doesn't tend to forget crucial things in the present. But, that was before the world flipped upside down, where Y/N woke up in the hospital completely alone. Days go by living in this Borderland, never leaving the state of shock as she participates in immortal games. But, without her doctor giving her psychotherapy, she forgets fragments of things that happen the day before. To keep herself sane and safe, she writes in a journal to keep track of who she is now rather than who she was before, a participant in the Borderlands. As days go by in the Borderlands, Y/N forgets how much time passes by before the face cards were introduced. This new stage introduces her to Shuntarō Chishiya, a man who seems like a stranger to her, but in reality was the same doctor who gave her psychotherapy.

At a dead end in your job search after graduation and entirely lost in life, you accept a (temporary) position bartending at Scout's Honor where you meet the rambunctious staff and quickly fall into a very different pace of life than you're used to. In the midst of new friends and the nightlife of Trost, you find yourself getting a little too close to the grumpy lead bouncer who may be even more scared of his past than you are of yours.

❝ PLEASE let me set Y/n on fire it's for the boys ❞ 💌; WARNINGS ˊˎ- ⇢ swearing ! ⇢ crāckfic ! ━ HIGHEST RANKINGS.˚ › #1 IN GNFXREADER #1 IN GEORGEXREADER #1 IN GEORGENOTFOUNDXREADER ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ 【 dwt x fem!reader x gnf 】 【 © burningIpassion 】 【 started: september 29, 2020 completed: january 30, 2021 edited: december 15, 2022 】 please note: i do not support these creators anymore. this is an old fic. WORD COUNT: 10,263

A love story between two people desperate to break a spell. One simply just wants to be handsome, just as he once was. The other wants to stay alive, just as she deserves to be. Two fall. Her first. Him harder.

"Counterattack?? What do you think this is? A war?" Quackity shakes his head on stream. "you up for a raid war quackity?" the donation runs through. "Oh yeah, y/nmoo, this means war!" Quackity smiles.

The Mask, known only by his friends as Dream is a deadly assassin who has managed to hide as a peasant in a kingdom for years. Any spotting of the Mask is immediately reported to the King who sends out a search party to eliminate the criminal. However the hunt usually ends in a dead end as little is knowing about the Mask except that his targets usually are found dead without a trace of evidence to be found. No one knows what the Mask's face looks like or even what he sounds like. Little do they know, the killer is living under their noses the whole time as a humble farmer with his friends. Y/N is the Princess, the daughter of the King who swears to kill the Mask. Unlike Dream, she's almost never been outside and is bound by the wishes of her father. Somehow, Y/N a finds herself in her bedroom, standing in front of the notorious Mask with a knife pointing at her. Will Dream end up with royal blood on his hands? Or will an unlikely friendship form? ⚠️WARNINGS⚠️ Contains: Violence Detailed Gore Blood Death Swearing Cover Art by @That1artistleo on Twitter

Playing twisted games that could kill you isn't your idea of a good time. The same can be said for Levi Ackerman. Forming a bond with a cold, untrusting stranger in a post-apocalyptic world certainly wasn't on your to-do list, but it may be the only way you can survive. The Borderlands aren't for the faint of heart. But survival only gets harder and harder, and trust is limited. Levi is both the best and worst ally you could ask for. Secrets are only meant to be kept for so long... A Levi X Reader, Alice in Borderland AU. Rated mature for eventual smut, gore, suicidal thoughts/ideations, and major character death. #1 in aib (Dec 2024, Jan 2025)